CHAPTER 36

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-Happy reading

Flashback:

"Maa aap aise kaise keh skte hai?"

(Mom how can you say that?)

I can't believe this it's not anyone other but my mom herself telling me to marry.

"Yad rahe beta me I'am the Queen I have a right to decide who will be the next one"

(Remember son)

The Queen they just want Queen for this empire, they don't even care who is my Queen whom I want for myself, will they ever understand me?

"And I am the King I think I have right to decided whom I'm going to marry I did and that is Meera Vidyuth Rathore"

I agree she is nowhere, I agree I've lost her, only if I knew that day she was actually decided to to give up on me I'd have turned this world up and down I'd have never lost her, I'd have managed to stop her, stop her from leaving me. When I decided to change for her she fucking left me but I'm not giving up on her, never.

"Or kaha hai aapki Biwi? Kaha hai hamari kulwadhu? Nhi jante hai na? Mannara aapki honewali biwi hai ap mano ya na mano,

Kya apne hamse pucha tha shadi krne se pehle nahi na

Ham raajmata hai or aise mere bache or pote manmani nhi kr skte jab tk me hu"

(Where is your wife than? Where is my daughter in law? You don't know right? Mannara is going to be your wife accept it or not,

Did you asked me before getting married?

I'm the great queen of this empire and I don't let you guys do whatever you want)

What's wrong with them? Why the hell they want me to marry Mannara, why the hell they think Meera will never com back to me, I'll search her I'll hunt down world untill I see her when I do even if it takes begging her I'll do cause now I can't imagine my life without her I can't.

"Did you asked me if I ever want to be the King?"

Even if takes going against my grandmother I'll do it but will never gonna marry any other girl.

"Yeh ap kaise bat kar rhe hai hamari maa se VIDYUTH?"

(Watch how you are talking to my mom Vidyuth)

Why! Why they are like this?

"Toh kaise bat kre ham? Meri biwi hai ap mujhe kisi or se shadi krne k lie keh rhe hai, toh kaise kare ham bat?"

(Then how should I talk? I have my wife still you telling me to marry other, how should I talk)

I feel like they never care for me what I feel what I like what I dislike, they never going to care.

"Hamesha aap bat mante the ab kya hogaya bet yeh apki bhalayi ke lie hai ham nhi dekh skte apko aise?"

(You used to obey what happened now? It is for your good I can't see you like this)

I'm disappointed I'm very disappointed.

"Toh maa aapko lgta hai ki meri shadi hone me kush rahunga, chahe us ldki se mujhe pyar ho na ho"

(So mom you think if I get marry I'll be happy even if I don't love the girl)

"AAPKI SHADI HOKE RAHEGI VO BHI MANNARA SE-"

"Bas"

I cut my grandmother in the middle.

"VIDYUTH"

My eyes landed on dad.

"Nhi papa aap me se koi bhi mujhe yeh nhi batayenge ki me kya krun

Bacha nhi hu me

Bachpan me to ap Jo kehte the mene karlia par or nhi

Aapko Aaj chunna padega

Beta chahiye ya Raja"

(No father, none of you will tell me what I should do.

I'm not a kid

In childhood I obeyed what you wanted me to do,

You have to choose today

You want a son or a king)

I had enough of this since childhood since fucking childhood I'm doing all those shits which I'm not even interested in the first place, they care about this fucking empire more than what I want, what I like in my life, even if it is about my love life.

"Vid, Are you okay?"

No I'm not okay I'm not fucking okay, I'm dying, dying since the day she left me, I feel like my soul has left my body, I'm desperate I'm getting desperate to meet her to earn her forgiveness to live with her, not as king of Rajasthan but as her husband I want to be her soulmate I want to be her best friend I want to be her lover, she cared for me I knew she was falling for me untill the day when she got to kow the truth which is still mystery for me.

"Prepare jet take off to Paris since we got invitation for VR's"

He stood blank rather than doing what I said.

"Do I have to remind you again?"

I know I'm being rude with him.

"Vid come here"

He dragged me inside tanvi's room then he hugged me.

May be a hug what I need right and he is giving me, he knows me he knows me better than anyone.

"We will search her Vid don't give up I know bhabhisa will forgive you trust me"

My eyes landed on each eyes they are here for me.

"Bhaisa we also don't want Mannara as our bhabhisawe only want Meera bhabhisa"

I heard anvi I know she Tanvi and Meera were like good friends it's not only me who is Missing all of us. I can never imagine my life without her and living my life without make me feel like I lost everything, I smiled  it's a pleasant smile even if it is not wife and visible for everyone but I'm glad they are with me.

"Let's go Rohan I can't miss the show we have time till tomorrow to reach Paris"

I walked out of that room Rohan followed me, he started the car and while plugging seat belt I saw me through mirror.

"I feel like this Vedansh Raichand is the same one which you talked about some years ago I don't remember it"

I smirked cause he remembers everything about me.

"He is"

I still remember the day I met me.

Flashback:

'God where is CEO's office excuse me buddy can you tell me please"

I saw him on my shoulder he is standing two steps back.

'78th floor'

He made a oh face.

'thank buddy God Aaj yahi ghum jata me roohi fir hasti mere pe'

Ruhi? Well whoever is that why he is so damn talkative and even telling me things which have anything to do with me.

'oh sorry you don't know Hindi right I was just blabbering'

Is he stupid?

'aap bewakoofi Wale bt kr rhe hai'

(You are talking stupid things)

He started to laugh loudly what's funny?

'you talk like you are the king'

I cut him off.

'im the king a future king'

He started to laugh more loudly what's wrong with this guy?

'In which fantasy world your living broh 'Im the kiang bla bla' crazy guy'

He is really irritating he is getting on my nerves.

End of flashback:

He always used to tease me in the beginning.

End of flashback:

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In Paris fashion week

The Grand Palais in Paris, a stunning venue for Paris Fashion Week, transformed into a luxurious space filled with elegant lighting, avant-garde installations, and an air of exclusivity. The event is abuzz with excitement, as it features some of the most anticipated fashion shows of the season.

VEDANSH RAICHAND The Shark of a business world is now also an event host for Paris Fashion Week. Vedansh is impeccably dressed in a sharp, tailored suit. His confidence and charisma are evident as he navigates the bustling venue, greeting guests and overseeing the event's proceedings.

VIDYUTH RATHORE The king of Rajasthan exudes an eclectic style, wearing one of his signature creations. He has been invited by Vedansh, his former best friend, to attend the prestigious event.

The fashion event is in full swing, with models strutting down the runway, showcasing the latest collections from top designers. Vedansh, busy coordinating the event, takes a moment to scan the crowd, looking for familiar faces. He spots Vidyuth entering the hall, dressed in a striking outfit that turns heads. It’s been years since they last saw each other, but Vedansh had extended the invitation, hoping to rekindle their old friendship.

As Vidyuth makes his way through the crowd, he feels a mix of excitement and and happiness. The last time they were together, they had parted on less-than-ideal terms due to their individual goals  Since then, they had both carved out successful careers in the fashion world, but their paths hadn't crossed—until now.

Vedansh steps forward, a warm smile on his face.

"Vidyuth! I'm so glad you could make it,"

he says, extending his hand,

Vidyuth takes his hand, smiling back.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world. This place looks amazing. You’ve really outdone yourself."

"Thanks,"

Vedansh replies, a hint of pride in his voice.

"It’s been a wild journey, but it’s all worth it seeing everyone here. How have you been?"

"Busy,"

Vidyuth chuckles, glancing around at the elegantly dressed crowd.

"Launching new collections, managing shows... the usual chaos. But it's great to be here and see it all from a different perspective."

As they catch up, there's a palpable sense of nostalgia. They reminisce about their younger days, when they dreamed big and shared countless late-night conversations about passion and life. The tension from their last encounter years ago seems to dissolve in the lively atmosphere.

Vedansh gestures towards a quieter area of the venue, away from the bustling crowd.

"Why don’t we step outside for a bit? It's quieter, and we can talk more."

Outside, under the soft glow of the Parisian streetlights, the two find a comfortable spot overlooking the Seine. The city’s beauty adds to the moment's poignancy. Vedansh sighs, looking out at the water.

"You know, when I invited you, I wasn't sure if you'd come. After what happened... well, I wasn’t sure where we stood."

Vidyuth nods, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"I thought about it a lot, too. But when I got your invitation, it felt like a chance to reconnect"

Vedansh smiles, a genuine warmth in his eyes.

" We were a great team, and I think we both regretted how things ended. But maybe this can be a new start."

They talk more openly, They both acknowledge that they were younger and less experienced, and that their ambitions had sometimes clouded their judgment.

As the night progresses, they return to the event, but with a renewed sense of camaraderie. Vedansh introduces Vidyuth to some of the industry's key figures, showcasing the potential for future collaborations. Vidyuth, in turn, expresses his admiration for the event's organization and Vedansh's work.

By the end of the night, they've not only mended their friendship but also discussed possibilities for collaborating in the future. The event, which Vedansh hosted with such flair, becomes a symbol of their renewed bond and shared passion for fashion.

As they part ways, promising to stay in touch and work together, there's a shared sense of excitement for the future. The years apart and the wounds of the past are left behind, replaced by a fresh start filled with the promise of new creative endeavors. They leave the Grand Palais with a newfound appreciation for each other, ready to support one another in the competitive world of fashion.

"And this is-"

Vedansh got cut of by Vidyuth.

"Aaroohi"

Here we get the frown on Aroohi's face.

"I'm sorry do we know each other?"

She asked him with polite smile.

"I do all thanks to your bestfriend"

Vidyuth observed the odd environment between them.

"Oh well Aroohi Shashtri CEO OF ARFUME"

She again introduced herself.

"Vidyuth Rathore King of Rajastan"

She saw the tense environment around him he surely carry his dark auto whenever he walk she saw the amount of guard he carry with himself.

"It's pleasure to meet you"

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